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Evolution
"Congrats man." Koz said happily as he hugged Juice. The moron had finally done it, he was an officer now. Ironically the Intelligence Officer and he was proud of the kid. As an officer he was cemented in the Club and now could properly support his woman and Koz wanted what was best for his kiddo.
"Thanks man." Juice said as he patted Koz on the back, grinning from ear to ear.
It was a long time coming but here he was, an officer, finally up that totem pole. Now he had a sense of security he'd been lacking since he started with the Club. On top of that he had a beautiful, smart, sexy Old Lady hanging off his arm. Life was fucking great.
"How does it feel?" Koz asked as he spared a grin to Milla who was beaming with pride as she stayed firmly at her man's side.
"Fucking great man, I earned this." He leaned down and kissed Milla who gave him a look bordering on worshipful.
"Yeah you did baby." Milla said as she kissed his cheek.
"Go greet some of the other Old Ladies baby, I'll catch up to you in a few." Juice requested and Milla nodded before she kissed his cheek one last time and moved away. She started greeting everyone she came across the smile still plastered to her face. She took special note of the visiting Old Ladies, being sure to give Mona and Desiree her special attention. The queen's of Tacoma and Portland were vaunted allies and deserved her respect.
"Mona!" Milla almost shouted as she hugged her while Mona grinned at the girl, so proud of her for sticking by her man and guiding him.
"Milla, darlin'. You just look ecstatic girl. How does it feel to be an officer's Old Lady?" Mona asked as soon as she let go of the excited young woman who grinned so hard Mona was sure her face would split.
"Amazing! I didn't think it would matter but now everything seems secure, like we've put down a foundation. My man has a real place at that table now." She felt tears in her eyes and Mona hugged her again.
"Your man is a good man, this was just a matter of time sweetheart. Go on, meet some others. I have to get Duke a drink." She said as darkness morphed her features and Milla looked over to see why. The Tacoma President had at least three sweetbutts hanging off of him and Mona was going to show them how their place.
With a nod Milla moved away and sighed. Juice would have croweaters and every other kind of slut on him tonight but it didn't matter. They had a room reserved for the night and she didn't doubt that they'd take advantage of it. The chicks could flirt all they wanted, his dick belonged to her.
Still smiling Milla continued to look around the room, marveling at the multitude of people who had shown up to celebrate her man's big day. She found her eyes going back to a tall, pretty blond woman near the bar. She was really pretty and seemed familiar to Milla but she wasn't sure. The woman turned and smiled at Milla and suddenly she realized who it was, Chelsea, Bully's girl. As she smiled back Chelsea made her way over and hugged her.
"It's so good to see you!" She said and Milla nodded, the feeling was mutual.
"Why didn't you let me know you were coming?" Milla asked as she brought Chelsea outside so they could talk.
"I wasn't sure we were coming until yesterday, besides you were busy getting this party ready. How does it feel to be an officer's Old Lady?" Chelsea smiled as she asked the same question Milla had been asked all day but she still smiled.
"You tell me, Mrs. VP." She smiled wider as Chelsea grinned, just as proud of her man as Milla was of hers.
"I can't believe it, in a year I've become an Old Lady, my man's been made VP and I've gotten married. Next thing I know I'll be knocked up." She laughed and Milla laughed with her. "What about you? Wedding bells on your horizon?"
"Oh no, we're just happy where we are right now. We belong to each other and that's all we need." She said as her smile turned sappy and Chelsea shook her head as she continued to smile.
"You may think you're happy now, but it's nothing compared to how you'll feel once you tie the knot. There's just this feeling of security. To have a stamp and a ring is just about the greatest feeling in the world." Chelsea said as she looked at her plain gold band that matched the one on Bully's.
Before Milla could reply a croweater came over and stood by the picnic table they were standing at. She looked expectantly at them and Chelsea took the lead.
"Get us two beers sweet pea." She said, her voice taking on a commanding edge and Milla watched, impressed, as the croweater hopped to and went inside.
"What happened to wanting to do things yourself?" Milla asked and Chelsea chuckled.
"Was I really that gree/" Chelsea asked and Milla raised her eyebrow and Chelsea looked her in the eye. "I've learned a lot in the last few months. When it comes to them I've learned that it's my right to say "jump" and their duty to ask "how high?"
"What about their role with the men?" Milla asked and Chelsea sighed.
"They're entertainment and we treat them as such." She said sagely and Milla nodded. She'd certainly come a long way.
They chatted for a while longer with Chelsea giving her the lowdown of Tacoma and Milla filling her in on Charming. Milla took a sip of her beer and decided to ask the question that was on her mind.
"How much do you know about what the Club does?" She asked and Chelsea took a drink and contemplated her answer.
"I know they operate outside the law and are, for the most part, dangerous men. Jason doesn't go into details but he does let me know where he is at night and that he's alive. I don't think I could handle knowing everything." She began peeling off the label of her beer while Milla nodded.
"Every couple's different. Some are all in, full disclosure, that whole deal. Some women are kept in the dark, no Club info at all, but most of us negotiate. Juice and I have negotiated the perfect balance for us and I can see that you and Bully have to." Milla said and Chelsea nodded, feeling more confident by the second.
"I love the Club, I just don't think I'm ready to hear everything they do " She said as she finished ripping off her label.
"You might never be ready but that's ok. As long as your man makes you feel loved and safe then you don't need to know everything. Just be sure to talk to him if you want to know more, it's ultimately his choice. He decides how much to divulge." Milla finished off her drink and stood. When Chelsea did the same she hugged her, Chelsea hugged back tightly and grinned over Milla's shoulder at her man who was walking up with Juice.
"What's happening here? You ladies having a party without us?" Bully asked as he moved to his woman once she and Milla separated and Juice moved in quickly to wrap his arms around Milla's middle.
"You know I don't party with anyone but you big man." Chelsea said with a smirk before she wrapped her arms around her man's neck and he turned to Juice and Milla.
"Congrats again man, I've gotta go party with my lady." He said before he hauled Chelsea over his shoulder and started carrying her.
"Milla! Breakfast tomorrow?" Chelsea shouted and Milla nodded as she responded.
"Come get me when you wake up!" She shouted and Chelsea saluted her before they made it through the door.
"I think they have the right idea. Wanna go have a private party?" Juice asked and Milla ran her hands over his.
"You're the guest of honor baby, you sure they'll let you disappear?" She asked and Juice leaned down to kiss her neck.
"I'm the guest of honor. I can do whatever I want." He said before he quickly picked her up, bridal style, and walked into the clubhouse without a care in the world. It was his night and he was going to celebrate his way.
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Author's Note: This chapter was partially inspired by a comment from Happys Hitwoman, regarding the character of Chelsea. Thank you all for being so supportive and reading.
